I had to contact the author of this post to get her permission to repost a portion of it. She has so perfectly summed up what it is like to live with MS. Thank you Angela (from Nova Scotia). She has a great blog that you should all read:
Gracie’s Mum: A Story of a Mum with MS
Living with MS is much like hurricane season.
All year long.
Nobody knows why some people develop MS while others don’t. Nobody knows why some people have mild cases of relapse-remitting that remain in remission for years.
Nobody knows why some people have faster cycling forms of relapse-remitting. Nobody knows why some with relapse-remitting graduate to Secondary Progressive and others don’t. And nobody knows why some people develop Primary progressive right off the bat.
And nobody has the cure.
And even more importantly, those with any form of MS have no idea when or where the next attack will come and what damage will be left in its wake.
Much like hurricane season, many will be ready and prepared only to be relieved from time to time when not much of anything has happened at all.
Many will face a wrath of nature that no amount of planning could have ever prepared them for.
So what do people who live in the path of hurricanes do?
They live, they breathe, they hunker down for the long haul, they rebuild if necessary only to do it all again.
But very few move away out of fear.
They adapt or die.
So, while I start making longer grocery lists that include canned goods, bottles of water, batteries and candles I am confident in the fact that I too am as prepared as I will let myself be for the next one, which has every chance of being the big one.
And when and if it comes I have but one thing to say.
You better bring it ‘cause you’ve met your match this time.